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Two short months ago I got a phone call from my boyfriend. His first words were “you’re a mom” I was confused to say the least. He then explained, he came home from work and laying in the driveway was this tiny jelly bean of a kitten. He searched for the mom. But when he couldn’t find her. He took him inside and immediately went to the store and bought formula and all the things to take care of him. I will say my first instinct was I don’t have time for this little guy. But after a couple days I fell in love. See when we found him time was creeping up on the year anniversary of my mother’s death. I was falling into a deep depression and little Floofikins helped bring me out. He had health issues from the beginning unfortunately. But I was praying that he would pull through. However after his infection spread to all four of his legs (deep in his joints) I realized it was to much for him. He was in constant pain. All he could do was lay on his back. We tried to help as much as possible. But after getting several opinions from Vets who all told us that if by some miricle he survived he would have permanent joint damage and would probably never walk again we decided that it was time. It was time for him to stop suffering. He was suffering so much for so long and it breaks my heart that we couldn’t do any more for him but part of me knows we did what was best for him. This is day number 1 without him. I walked into the house and immediately went to his spot. And of course the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. He’s really gone. This house seems empty without him. In a short 2 months he stole my heart and a part of me went with him.
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